Robert Burns: How To Know Him

by William Allan Neilson

I'm owre young to marry yet;

I'm owre young, 'twad be a sin

To tak me frae my mammie yet.

[My mammie coft me a new gown, bought

The kirk maun hae the gracing o't; must

Were I to lie wi' you, kind Sir,

I'm fear'd ye'd spoil the lacing o't.]

Hallowmas is come and gane,

The nights are lang in winter, Sir;